I've been down this road before.
I walk out the door.
Leave you on the floor. Sometimes you run and hide.
Your foolish pride's what keeps
me from giving you more. So the best thing I can give to you
is for me to go, leave you alone.
Cause you got growing up to do. Some day i'll return when its time.
for payment in kind.
the churchbells are chimed. You stand before me surrounded by lights.
dressed in white.
you threw flowers in the air, this night. But the best thing I can give to you is
for me to go, leave you alone.
You got growing up to do. Looks like the rain is pouring down on me.
Its drowning me now and all I want is to,
come back home. And this old corduroy coat
is not keeping me dry,
but I can think of what else to try. Thats why the best thing I can give to you
is for me to go, leave you alone.
You got growing up to do. Yeah the best thing I can give to you
is for me to go, leave you alone.
You got growing up to do.
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